The tremendous facet of the inverted dark pyramid that composes its head faces exactly down upon Alferii, imposing an ominous feeling that transgresses the boundaries of Alferii's own notion, given the already anomalous characteristics of the large entity.
Alferii feels a wave washing over, as his ship beckons the being's command, and shuts down. For a few seconds, Alferii is engulfed in the darkness of the stars, the atmosphere is enough to give conniptions to anyone less daring than the War Pact, however, his unwavering nature proves valorous when the ship reboots.
It does not, however, boot up on its own terms. It soon transmits some kind of noise through its comms towards Alferii, could this being not speak by itself, or was it only its choice to do this convoluted communication procedure? It says:
Tell me, Alferii, child of potential and imperfection. If the extremes are the delights of the vicious ego, then what path does the virtuous man thread?
After enough time, and the processing of hundreds of tons of the material, the cruiser acquires a cube of about 10x10x10 cm of the weird material. It doesn't seem to collaborate with scans, and behaves as some kind of soft and malleable metal, with a catch: Machinery seems to have hundreds of times more trouble trying to mold it, than someone barehanded.
Dasha sees that the VWP ship seems to have shut down, then rebooted. Still Judgement gazes down at it, and the scale seems to be stationary for now.